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63. The Camp

96. The Camp

- Natalie -

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“I get to ask questions today. Not you.”

Once my hair is out of the way, He feels my neck, my fluttering pulse, and my warm skin. Then he grabs my throat in a tight hold. It’s calculative. He isn’t pressing my windpipe, rather grabbing me on sides. Still it’s… oh fuck… Is this how it feels?

I gasp and lean my head backwards with my eyes closed. He grabs my boob, then slowly massages it with his warm, big hand. I can feel blood rushing through to my core. When I moan and he lets it go.

What?

I frown and look at him, breathing hard.<

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